Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Thou shalt fly without wings...
And the Creator took ahandful of the
Southern Breeze
blew His breath over it, and
created the horse.
He said to the magnificent
creature,
"I have made thee as no other.
All the treasures of the earth
lie between thy eyes.
Thou shall carry my friends upon
thy back.
Thy saddle shall be the seat
of prayers to me.
Thou shall fly without wings,
and conquer without any sword.
Oh, horse."
~ Bedouin Legend ~
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Mark in off!!!
“Civilization begins with distillation.” William Faulkner
We're going to the Derby. One more thing off the bucket list and one great weekend road trip lie ahead. We'll see if Faulkner got anything right...if so, his point should be proven in Kentucky!
We're going to the Derby. One more thing off the bucket list and one great weekend road trip lie ahead. We'll see if Faulkner got anything right...if so, his point should be proven in Kentucky!
OK, I admit it...
I'm jealous. Pretty insanely jealous. I'm surrounded by pregnant women and babies and it seems like I'm the only one who isn't pregnant. I fought through it for a while, plastered on smiles and doled out congratulations. But come on! My students are having babies!!! People I know never wanted children are having babies!! I have no more politeness left. 
Obviously, I've been slacking on the yoga or eating the wrong food because all my grace and light seems to have been sucked into a dark vortex somewhere in the land of the infertile.
Is it too much to just want to be normal for once? For something to be simple and to happen when it is suppose to happen?
Apparently, it is. I'm trying to be cool about it. To not freak out at every wave of nausea or whiff of rancid meat....to not be that girl that gets her hopes up every month only to crawl in the bed and refuse to get out for a week afterward because her body let her down again. But I'm so not cool right now. I'm mean and moody, and angry, and generally no fun to be around....which probably isn't helping matters at all. Hard to get pregnant when you make Attila the Hun look normal.
Maybe I need more sparkle in my life. Or more school. Or more work. Or just enough more to take my mind off what is missing.
Long road trip tomorrow....here's to hoping it knocks the crazies loose from my head and leaves me with a little more grace when I return. Or at least a little less whine.
Maybe I need more sparkle in my life. Or more school. Or more work. Or just enough more to take my mind off what is missing.
Long road trip tomorrow....here's to hoping it knocks the crazies loose from my head and leaves me with a little more grace when I return. Or at least a little less whine.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Really???
I'm completely worthless today...
I mean really...how can I be expected to think and work when it is three days until the epic, halfway across the country with nothing but a hammock, bourbon and lil sister DerbyAdventure begins?
Really, people?
So my brain is adrift in a sea of images conjured up by a weekend wedding, derby hats, and general awesomeness....it looks something like this....
I mean really...how can I be expected to think and work when it is three days until the epic, halfway across the country with nothing but a hammock, bourbon and lil sister DerbyAdventure begins?
Really, people?
So my brain is adrift in a sea of images conjured up by a weekend wedding, derby hats, and general awesomeness....it looks something like this....
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Yes..definitely.
“Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
| — | Rosemarie Urquico (via kblitz) |
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Made my day...
Ridiculous stop-motion video!!!
A little slow to start, just like the accompanying lecture....but then the awesomeness begins!
Robot Elephant during Biology
A little slow to start, just like the accompanying lecture....but then the awesomeness begins!
Robot Elephant during Biology
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
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